49 chapter 49 - Waking Dream (1/2)

The Fae did however have a weakness.

Cold iron . Or any iron really, but iron that had never experienced the blacksmiths furnace was certainly superior. Although it was iron that came down in the core of a comet that was the Absolut best, such iron able to be shaped into weaponry before it cooled to form Star Iron blades

Yet Kenji had access only to Mr Guard's iron helmet, retained as a momento in Kenji's storage from so long ago now. In a pinch, it might make all the difference.

Kenji followed the Fauns down further and further, his natural ability as a Pathfinder allowing him to instinctually understand the twisting tunnels of the 'ways'. Heading away from the faun chambers, Kenji moved outside this bodies knowledge in search of a prison or holding cell.

Instead he found an underground glade. Shimmering glass, a golden orb to represent the sun and dead trees draped in silk. Amidst it all was a ball, dozens of pale masked Fae with wearing various macabre designed outfits, with white hair and red eyes dancing with beautiful creatures of all manner of races.

Serving drinks, food and standing still as statues around the ballrooms edge were not Fauns but Sun Elves. Their golden hair, sharp ears and angellic physique were unmistakable, even under those garish butlers suits and stuffy maid outfits. In moments Kenji was met by a pair, that seized him by the arms and escorted him away.

”Hey, I was told to attend to a pair of guests. A stone boy with golden eyes and a teenage succubus. Do you know where they are?”

The maid and Butler looked at one another.

”The master dines with them,” the maid said primly.

”And he does not like to be disturbed,” the butler sniffed.

”Which begs the question,” the maid said, pulling a thin blade from beneath her skirt.

”Who of all this realm did not already know this?” the butler said, and with a slight squeeze nearly crushed Kenji's shoulder. Whoever these sun elves were, they were awfully powerful compared to Ash at least. Was this what she would have been like before her spirits were stolen?

”I'm new, still learning my way around. If you let me go, I'll be going,” Kenji tried to smile, but was unsure if his goats mouth really pulled that off properly.

In a flash the butler hit him in the neck, and Kenji crumpled like a sack of potatoes. Yet while the body was unconscious, Kenji remained wide awake within.

”Could this be one of the pathfinders sent to guide the humans?” the butler said, carrying the Faun's body somewhere else.

”Not just humans, the master said a purple sun elf and a werewolf were amongst them. He was looking forward to her being brought to him after he had heard...we cannot let our goddess fall into his hands.”

”Agreed, but how do we dispose of this messenger within the bounds of our servitude?”

”I would give that back if I were you. Or else Goddess Catelyn would be most displeased,” Kenji said in his main form. It was risky, but his natural old man body appeared the most likely to invoke a fear of the unknown in the pair.

The Butler's aura immediately blazed with energy as he lightly put the unconcious Faun's body aside. The maid pointed her stiletto dagger with one hand, and produced a ball of shimmering wind in the other.